...I recall that day on the beach - the sand so brilliant, the clouds so massive, and the wind punishing your hair...
John GeddesStichwörter: love wind memories hair beach clouds poetry-quotes
..snow gently settles like dust in a shaft - for one moment there is no one else - only the wind like the hiss of an ice skate ...
John GeddesStichwörter: loneliness wind snow poetry-quote hissing ice-skate
The bleak autumn wind was still blowing, and the solemn, surging moan of it in the wood was dreary and awful to hear through the night silence. Issac felt strangely wakeful. He resolved, as he lay down in bed, to keep the candle alight until he began to grow sleepy; for there was something unendurably depressing in the bare idea of lying awake in the darkness, listening to the dismal, ceaseless moan of the wind in the wood. ("The Dream Woman")
Wilkie CollinsStichwörter: night wind autumn
I was tired in the evening yesterday. I felt drained by the last days outer conflicts. I felt separated from life. Suddenly I heard the wind blowing through the trees outside my open window, whispering a silent and playful invitation: "Do you want to play? Do you want to join the dance?" This playful invitation again joined my heart and being with the Existential dance. I was again in a silent prayer and oneness with life.
Swami Dhyan GitenStichwörter: life existence god silence trees wind play meditation enlightenment one-with-life
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and filled myself up with the breeze from the valley. Then I let it out slow so it could get back to its travels, with a little bit of me added to it.
Katherine HanniganStichwörter: nature wind breathing healing
Way is, where way goes. As a wind that blows and the bird that soars, into the open blue, where it neither knows when do is due.
Anthony LiccioneStichwörter: wind bird way fly unpredictable due-time open-blue
The sky's inclemency stirs up the angry winds;
the watery clouds are soaking with ceaseless rain.
The turbulent Vltava, swollen with rainy waves,
Bursting, impetuous, breaks through its river banks.
Stichwörter: rain sky wind element prague
The winds that never moderation knew,
Afraid to blow too much, too faintly blew;
Or out of breath with joy, could not enlarge
Their straighten'd lungs or conscious of their charge.
Stichwörter: wind winds dryden astraea-redux
A turmoil of winds rushed around him, spiraling up in to the air: he was thinking.
Heather JamesStichwörter: thinking power wind fire air elements elements-of-power brae
After that hard winter, one could not get enough of the nimble air. Every morning I wakened with a fresh consciousness that winter was over. There were none of the signs of spring for which I used to watch in Virginia, no budding woods or blooming gardens. There was only—spring itself; the throb of it, the light restlessness, the vital essence of it everywhere: in the sky, in the swift clouds, in the pale sunshine, and in the warm, high wind—rising suddenly, sinking suddenly, impulsive and playful like a big puppy that pawed you and then lay down to be petted. If I had been tossed down blindfold on that red prairie, I should have known that it was spring.
Willa CatherStichwörter: nature metaphor spring wind prairie nature-s-beauty similies
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